No Chance (541 hits)
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Submitted by seduce.a.stranger (View user info) at 2005-06-06 13:12:41 EDT
It was so late that it was becoming early.
And William was crying again.
His father rolled over in his dirty sheets, groggily looking around the room for the source of the noise. Being a parent still disoriented him, and he'd never been a morning person in the first place. When Tanya, his ex-something (girlfriend, maybe, if you could assign that word to the figure of broken and brief emotions and physical comforts she'd been), had left him alone with the baby, he'd taken every step he could, though. He read the parenting magazines (though most of them were filled with bullshit he could never afford.) He took steps at his job, worked new hours out with his supervisor so that he could get the kid into some kind of daycare.
But the crying never seemed to stop.
Finally clearing the last of the fuzz from his eyes, Greg stepped onto the hardwood floor of the small room in his apartment. He settled a confused look on the bathroom door, where a figure that didn't normally grace the frame stood, wearing only one of his old t-shirts.
"Joanne."
"Greg."
"Last night..."
"I was looking for a hit. You had it. Then I guess we both decided we needed another kind of hit. And what is that goddamn noise?"
Greg buried his face in his hands and sat back down on the edge of the bed. "It's William."
"You gotta KID in here? Jesus, man. I ain't lookin' for no..."
"I'm not really looking for a relationship right now, Jo." He stopped her thoughts short. Not a relationship with a junkie, anyways, he thought to himself. His tired eyes focused on her again, and he could see the emotions spreading over her. Confusion, anger, and maybe even a little bit of sadness.
"We've been hanging out for so long, man," she stammered through a small attempt to apologize for her earlier words.
He looked at her and just shook his head slightly. Looking at her like this, in that pose, brought back too many memories. How many times had Tanya stood in that same doorway, teasing him? The last time she'd done it had been the last time he'd seen her, before she started grabbing things and packing, out the door in a blur he couldn't follow.
Then he'd met Jo. Hid a lot of things from her. And now he'd messed up.
And Jo was starting to break. He saw it in her eyes when she realized that he really couldn't have any kind of relationship, he really had a kid.
"At least gimme a hit," her voice was steely now, almost frightening.
"I'm pretty sure we did the last of it last night," hell if he could remember, but judging by the way he felt, he was pretty sure that they had.
"Gimme a goddamn hit!" She sceamed at him in desperation before running to her oversized purse on his bureau and dumping the contents out onto the floor.
A moment passed before both of them realized that the loud thunk hadn't been another tube of lipstick. Greg couldn't react fast enough to stop her, and as soon as he'd made the connections in his brain to do so, she was standing stock still, pointing the gun at the middle of his chest.
"A hit," she demanded one more time.
A noise from the other room broke the tension between the adults.
The look in Joanne's eyes changed to malicious. She ran out of the room. Greg stumbled over a blanket on his way out, finally reaching her as she stood over William, gun in hand.
"The baby goes and we solve a lot of things, eh, Greg? We could be together, you could give me just one hit."
"Jo, stop. Stop. Think about it...he's a baby, Jo, a baby," Greg's words came out in little more than a whisper.
Their eyes met. Each saw the severity of the situation through the pupils in the other's. Greg lunged for her.
The noise was earsplitting.
Greg looked in confusion over to the cage, where William now held the gun.
FEAR THE WRATH OF BABY PIRATE.
User Reviews
Submitted by thorpe (user info) at 2005-06-08 01:24:32 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by seduce.a.stranger (user info) at 2005-06-08 01:06:22 EDT (#)
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Thanks for reading this, everyone, and for the feedback.
p.s. Pirates RULE. Especially their King, Mr. Morgan.
Submitted by SkyLaR (user info) at 2005-06-06 20:44:39 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by TigerLilly (user info) at 2005-06-06 17:32:08 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
This post was right-the-fuck ON!!!
Submitted by DonkeyOnTheEdge (user info) at 2005-06-06 15:32:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Man, if I had a kid, I'd make him be an astronaute. Lets see pirates try anything in space without the technology of NASA. Head imploding sons of bitches.
Submitted by the_lone_stranger (user info) at 2005-06-06 15:29:05 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
BABY PIRATE WOO!
Submitted by TheSunGod (user info) at 2005-06-06 15:01:07 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
WOW.
-beginning? good.
-middle? suspenseful.
-end? SHA-BAM!
and that's how ya do it, folks.
Submitted by Jeanneee (user info) at 2005-06-06 14:34:46 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Pirate baby 1, junkie bitch 0
Submitted by badassmofo (user info) at 2005-06-06 14:21:34 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Yo ho me hardys!
Submitted by indoninja (user info) at 2005-06-06 14:16:44 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I wish I never grew out of being a pirate. I used to kick so much more ass. I was so depressed when I lost my baby peg leg and a real one grew in its place.
Submitted by jgreening (user info) at 2005-06-06 13:30:16 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Pirates suck, ninjas kick ass.
Submitted by girlintheworld (user info) at 2005-06-06 13:28:36 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
These are the best.
Submitted by c1ndy (user info) at 2005-06-06 13:20:42 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I wish I had a baby pirate.